3AM NYC

I been stuck in my ways too long, yea

3am she calling me, im in nyc what's wrong

Yea, it's pitch black and she rocking glasses cuz I know she gone, she gone

She gon stay up all night cuz, yea she up at the crack of dawn, of dawn

Tryna run from these problems, oh yeah all these flights I've flown, I've flown

All the memories come back, ya when I'm all alone

If you take my hand, we might fly to the moon

Tryna tell her how I feel , but she in a bad mood

I'm a real private person but they tryna intrude

You could do a whole lot, they'll still switch on you

Shit hurt my heart, thought I found someone solid

Little did I know she playing me, yea I bought it